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The University began with the College of Fine Arts, the College of Liberal Arts, and the College of Medicine and Surgery occupying buildings distributed along Padre Faura (Ermita district) and R. Hidalgo (Quiapo district) in Manila as well as a School of Agriculture in Los Baños, Laguna.
A few years after, the university opened the College of Law and the College of Engineering in Manila, as well as academic units under the College of Agriculture and Forestry in Los Baños. It became necessary for U.P. to establish more academic programs, as well as to expand its facilities.
The Board of Regents approved the need to look for a larger site, and a 493-hectare lot was acquired by the university in Diliman, then a town under the province of Rizal. Construction of the new campus immediately began in 1939
UP Prep was created in 1954, when the UP Board of Regents authorized then UP President Vidal Tan to open a first class high school in Manila.
The school’s high standard curriculum was designed for secondary school graduates with the aptitudes and intellectual talents for university level education. Emphasis on a special curriculum focusing on science and mathematics while forwarding the graduates into UP college programs. The faculty was carefully selected for these advanced subjects, and oh, how I love my teachers… Ms. Galang in Math, Ms. Dayap in Biology and Chemistry, Ms. Cortez in History and many others who deeply instilled in me the value of education.
It was only by passing a battery of rigorous examinations could a student get in, and once accepted, he or she had to hurdle to pass each of the four tough years of the highest standard of education ever given to high school students in the Philippines before one could graduate.
This was a small close knit school among students, where everybody knew each other, and where proper decorum was expected by the upperclassmen from the lower years. Seniority was respected, as if the atmosphere was inside a military academy.
Unfortunately, due to limited resources, in 1973, after graduating 20 classes — comprised altogether of 1500 graduates — UP Prep was merged with UP High School to later become what is now known as UP Integrated High School.
A poignant oblation photo. My interpretation of my last look and parting with "UPPHS". "Paalam" Prep High
1960: At UP Los Banos with mom and siblings, me in uniform of UP Prep High, khaki pants and white top with logo on left breast. (Photo by papa UPLB BS Forestry class'40). It was a rare event when we all could gather and pose for a moment. They are grown up, mother have left our midst. The glimpse of all of us together brings the emotions of close family ties.
1960: I became aware of my family's heritage at UP Prep and began preparation for entry at Fort Del Pilar (PMA), a military academy in Bagiuo named after my granduncle. A period in my teen years in High School that I remember fondly, of the hectic days, dashing thru the corridors catching my schedule of classes at Rizal Hall. I recall my bag loaded with books, eager, wide eyed, and quick to learn the tenets of math, and the sciences. I remember past friends and stormy situations that most teenagers weathered through. As in life surviving the unspoken pecking order of bigger classmates and the so called in crowd was the rule. That lone wolf streak that kept me apart, which peers seemed to see as a weakness was a measure of heritage that set me off from the current teenage precepts of the day. Later, when of age after further studies, having ever spurred curiosity, like my ancestors did, aspired a life of adventure, of soldiering and foreign lands.
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way........Therefore when I see the flowers before me blocking my view, I jump at the thoughts of my youth and then smile to myself...
Tip toe thru the tulips with me
To the shadow of the willow tree
And tip toe thru the tulips with me
Knee deep in flowers we'll stray
We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden
In the moonlight, will you pardon me
Come tip toe thru the tulips with me.
Manila Harbor, Manila City, and Intramuros, Philippines, early 1960s Notice that this photo was taken before much rebuilding in Intramuros and there is lots of empty land showing just how much of the city was cleared after WWII. The US embassy and the Manila Hotel are shown on the upper right. I relished and missed the traditions followed in a military base (MNS) about a mile to the right of this picture, now occupied by the Central Bank of the Philippines. The site of the old Fort San Antonio Abad was demolished, in favor of the bank, another sacrilege. My recollections of waking up in the morning to the bugle calls to the colors remained fresh in my mind.
 
A Mini of Class 61 in Northern California. After 47 years we finally meet up with Alex and his lovely wife Marissa. And to think they were living only three blocks away from Cap up to about 3 years ago! It really takes a mini to reconnect. Thanks to Joe for driving all the way from Dublin. Missed Mayette.Thanks to Augie and Violet for finally finding Cap's house while avoiding launching divorce proceedings on the way. The company makes me fully support the plan to organize a reunion as soon as possible. A cruise would be an excellent opportunity to bond once more. Remember we're all in the"pre-departure lounge." ..RC; We give thanks to our host Melchor and Helen for the successful reunion in Vallejo. Most of all to the classmates who came from afar RC and Dudi, Joe de Guzman/son, Augie Capulong and Violet. Our reunion went well all the way to 10PM. The lively discussions were mostly about Politics, about you not present and the next reunion somewhere, sometime soon...ASC
RIZAL HALL UPPER LEFT 52 YEARS AGO (1960 AFTER LIBERATION WWII) REBORN LIKE THE PHOENIX
When we were young we saw the world through simple, hopeful eyes. We knew what we wanted to be, we had no biases or concealed agendas. We liked people who are positive. We avoided unkind people. All have high hopes for the future, but me, preparations were structurally rigid to a fault. Tomorrow was not left to chance.
One teacher introduced a letter in class just in passing. The classic lines, words and thoughts attracted my attention to abide by it, but not all, to be honest. Although it was gender specific, it applies somehow. Here, I posted it, for the sake of others, who missed that class…. A transgenerational letter from Barcelona, dated 13 of March 1889
The vagaries of life, which Providence in its most inscrutable design has alloted to me, had taken me away from that beautiful land where I have left behind the treasures of my life without even giving me a chance to say goodbye to the people I cherish and appreciate. In this letter to you, I shall try to make amends for my precipitate flight, by sending through you this my humble message to the young women of Bulacán. I feel convinced that you have been chosen, and on you depends the regeneration, the rebirth of our town. For there is no doubt of the strength and scope of a women’s influence on the family. Daughter, sister, wife, or mother — a woman offers the balm of solace that makes endurable the rigors of everyday life. More than that, she is the element that guides men to paths of virtue and courage or to the pitfalls of wrongdoing and cowardice.
In all these countries that I have now visited, I have found eloquent proof that where women are virtuous, vice is timid and dignity predominates in the life of man. But when feminine frivolity reigns, the men are taken up in immorality and the abandonment and disregard of the sacred duties of man is the popular way of life.
It is your duty to God to develop your mind and your reason by education; it is your duty to your fellowmen to share the knowledge that you possess, that they may use it to better their lives. Do not forget, dear niece, that an untutored mind is like a lighthouse without light, useless to guide the sailor to his port.
I shall recommend to you the diligent study of the Spanish language, because knowledge of Spanish will open to you the opportunity of wide reading which in turn solidifies your education. For this reason alone you should, and the other women of Bulacán with you, devote yourselves to the mastery of the Spanish idiom.
Studying Spanish is not a luxury reserved for a few and denied to the indigent and the female. To study it is not a useless activity to be passed up in indifference and carelessly exchanged for a few idle hours of gossip everyday.
You, my dear niece, and your friends who will be the mothers of tomorrow, do not throw away this treasure. Cherish knowledge not only for yourself but that posterity may have received it from you and bless you for this legacy. Surely, for this you may well sacrifice a few hours a day, the few hours you waste so carelessly in “panguingue” and idle gossip.
For this reason, I have written you from across the sea. For this I plead with all my soul — will you not do this out of love for our town of Bulacán, our unhappy town that had cradled our birth, had sheltered our youth and now shares with us the bitter and the sweet of life’s memories? Look not with indifference at my plea for the weal of Bulacán is linked with yours and those of your children. Study, spread the love of learning, uplift yourselves, and you shall yet uplift your town. And I beseech you for the sake of this goal, to learn to work as one in spirit and determination. Forget and set aside petty rivalries that frequently becloud your little groups. Be ready to sacrifice your little prides in the bigger altar of common good and your noble purposes shall have a better chance of survival. Build up, my dear niece, the honor and prestige of Bulacán by spreading the love of learning among your compatriots. For the mind enlightened and elevated is better than a temple of stone; it is a living sanctuary reflecting the magnificence of its Omnipotent Creator.
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Dr. Imelda O. Andres RIP
The physical reflection,known as me: A fleeting thought of me may cross your mind And if you reach beyond the boundary line ,that holds your conscious thought,there I will be:For only in the passing do we grow to know,the meaning of the life that let us go; Love is the only thing that matters there or here.
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Charmaine is our school song, and it begins like this… I wonder if you will remember? Prep High, Prep High
I WAS READING SOME OLD 61 EMAILS AND CAME ACROSS THE NICKNAMES. I WOULD SAY IT WAS HILARIOUS TO READ THIS AND HOW CLASSMATES REMEMBER EACH AND EVERY ONE. YOU WERE VERY KIND, SOME NAMES ARE X-RATED AS I RECALL, BUT YOU DID A GOOD JOB RECALLING THE SANITIZED MONICKER.
> After 38 years, not an easy task. Kaya pala si Kardinal ang na-assign na
> mag-recall: mahirap na medyo delikado pa.Mahirap dahil hindi ako saksi sa
> lahat ng pangyayari sa lahat ng sections. Delikado dahil baka may sugat na
> manariwa. Pero katuwaan lang ito. Sana lahat matuwa at walang mapikon--after
> all trabaho lang ito at " recaller" lang ako hindi "namer" o "baptizer".
> Bato-bato sa langit, ang matamaan mag-email agad.
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> 1.Jose Acevedo. Babe, Baba, Ali Baba.
> 2.Godofredo Alaras. Godofredo.
> 3.Corazon Amante. Cora. Pipit( from Joey)
> 4.Andrew Ang.Ang. Undress Ang( from Oca V.)
> 5.Arlene Aquino+. Arlene, Stitch, Stitch.
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> 6.Vilma Bala. Vilma. Bambi.
> 7.Lourdes Balderrama. Dudi.
> 8.Alipio Baluyut+. Alip.
> 9.Frine Bautista. Frine.
> 10.Eldora Bella. Dhoree.
>
> 11.Jose Buenaventura. Joey. Yat.
> 12.Melinda Caparas. Melinda. It.
> 13.Melchor Capili. Melchor. Cap. Ohab( from Ping)
> 14.Augusto Capulong. Augie.
> 15.Nemesio Ceralde. Jr. Boy. Boyd. Tenggoy Jr.
>
> 16.Jesus Ching. Ching.
> 17.Renato Constantino, Jr. RC. Yat. One Beer Kid. Wangbu.
> 18.Carol Corpus. Carol.Carole.
> 19.Cynthia Cuevas. Cynthia. Cindy.
> 20.Rogelio Cuevas. Cuevas. Roger.
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> 21.Alexander Custodio. Alex. Todio. Custodio.
> 22.Manuel Edralin. Manny. Edra. Antok.
> 23.Jose Fargas. Ping.
> 24.Evangeline Farolan. Eva.
> 25.Wilhelmina Fernandez. Mimay. Curly Bangs.
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> 26.Romeo Fojas. Fojie.
> 27.Evelyn Fontanilla. Evelyn.
> 28.Nilda Fulgencio. Nilda. FT.French Twist.
> 29.Carlos Garcia. Itoy. Bukol.
> 30.Nelia Gonzales. Nelia. Nel.
>
> 31.Jose Guzman. Guzman. Joe.
> 32.Rene Herbosa. Rene. Pompoy.
> 33.Romeo Imbuido. Imbuido. Romy. Imbudo.
> 34.Marilyn Jamias. Marilyn.
> 35.Rodnel Javier. Rodnel.
>
> 36.Lilia Laqui. Lilia.
> 37.Macrina de Leon. Macrina. Macre.
> 38.Wilfrido de Leon. Willy. Daga. Tenga.
> 39.Hector Lumberio. Lumberio. Hec.
> 40.Mamerto Madella+. Madella.
>
> 41.Carmelo Madrid. Madrid.
> 42.Eduardo Maglaque. Ed.
> 43.Bayani Mandanas. Yani. Bondy. Bondat.
> 44.Emmanuel Manalac+. Emmy. Emong.
> 45.Eduardo Manalac. Ed. Eddie.
>
> 46.Manuel Medina. Medy. Manny.
> 47.Bonita de Mesa. Bonita. Bonnie.
> 48.Paul Montalban. Paul.
> 49.Leopoldo Moral, Jr. Pol. Moral.Neggy. Cardinal.
> 50.Juliana Nable. Juliana. Julie.
>
> 51.Teresita Narciso. Tessie. Kumbinto.
> 52.Edgar Navarro. Ed
> 53.Imelda Ocampo. Imelda.
> 54.George Olivar, Jr. George. Diyords.
> 55.Marcelita Ordonez. Marce.
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> 56.Lualhati Pablo. Lulu. Usec Pablo.
> 57.Angelita Pasamba.Angelita. Lita. Angge.
> 58.Cesar Pascual. Cesar. Sandok. Sandy.
> 59.Quintin Pastrana. Quintin. Bakya. Q.
> 60.Mildred Patino. Mildred.
>
> 61.Jose Pecache+. Pec. Jay.
> 62.Nicolas Pelaez+. Pelaez. Nic.Negro.
> 63.Amado Punsalang, Jr. Amado. Dodie.
> 64.Josefino Quiambao. Quiambao. Pepe.
> 65.Barbara Ramirez. Babs.
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> 66.Corazon Ramirez. Cora. Corkie.
> 67.Erlinda Ramos. Erlinda.
> 68.Helen Reantaso. Helen.
> 69.Oscar Recto+. Oca. Torecs.
> 70.Irma Remo. Irma.
>
> 71.Deo Reyes. Deo.
> 72.Nestor Rivadelo. Vads.Sleeping Vads.
> 73.Roberto Roa. Boots.
> 74.Rosalinda Roa. Rosalinda.
> 75.Romeo Salvador. Romy.
>
> 76.Alberto San Agustin. Bert.
> 77.Roberto San Juan. Johnny. Bot. San Juan.
> 78.Honorio San Pedro. Nori. Honorio.
> 79.Amado Santos, Jr. Dong. Jun.
> 80.Jose Sason. Sax. Negro. Kulot. Nonoy. Saxon. Saxophone.
>
> 81.Zenaida Seva. Zeny.
> 82.Ma. Lourdes Saguil. Hedy.
> 83.Elsa Cristina Sevilla. Elsa. Sister. MS.
> 84.Edgardo Silverio. Ed. Silver. Kabayo.
> 85.Milagros Suva. Mila.
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> 86.Arthur Tan. Atot.
> 87.Ernesto Tan-Gatue.Boy.
> 88.Victoria Tolentino. Vicky. Toyang.
> 89.Lilac Umali. Lilac.
> 90.Oscar Valenzuela. Oscar. Oca.
>
> 91.Dolores Vergara. Dolores. Dolly.
> 92.Virgilio Vergara. Vius. Ilyong. Ronnie.
> 93.Pascual Veron-Cruz Jr. Pascual. Kalbo. Pasky. Jun.
> 94.Melanie Villanueva. Melanie. Lani.
> 95.Ernesto Villareal. Pong. Ponga.
>
> 96.Pablo Villavicencio. Pablo.Bing.
> 97.Rosalita Vizconde. Rosalita. Its.
> 98.Cynthia Catindig. Cynthia.
> 99.Evangeline Gabriel. Evangeline.
> 100.Lourdes Gacad. Lourdes.
>
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I wonder if you will remember?
Prep High, Prep High.
I wonder when Prep High is calling,
Will you come back again?
I wonder if you'll keep on striving
For the welfare of our land?
I hope you will keep e'er alight
The bright flames
Of leadership learned at Prep High
You'll go away graduation day
We know you have to go
'Mid tears and cheers we'll let you go
Prep High must let you go.
When old leaves turn to new
Prep High will call on you.
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1st row: Manuel Edralin,Wilfredo de Leon, Cynthia Cuevas, Eldora Bella,Nilda Fulgencio, Araceli Mindoro, Lourdes Gacad, Rosalita Vizconde, Melanie Villanueva,Lilia Laqui,Frine Bautista, Rosalinda Roa Edgardo Cruz
2nd row: Roma Clemente,Roberto San Juan, Oscar Recto, Milagros Suva, Lilac Umali, Elizabeth Stuart, Melinda Caparas, Erlinda Ramos, Lourdes Balderrama, Bilma Bala, Roberto Roa, Romeo Fojas
3rd row: Romeo Miclat, Paul Montalban, Virgilio Vergara, Jose Acevedo, Jose Fargas, Amado Santos, Philip Kastner,Jesus Ching, Melchor Capili, Pascual Veron Cruz, Eduardo Maglaque and Rodnel Javier
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Nick Pelaez my partner in crime, proved to be a true friend to the end. May his soul RIP.
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Add c1st row: Manuel Edralin,Wilfredo de Leon, Cynthia Cuevas, Eldora Bella,Nilda Fulgencio, Araceli Mindoro, Lourdes Gacad, Rosalita Vizconde, Melanie Villanueva,Lilia Laqui,Frine Bautista, Rosalinda Roa Edgardo Cruz
2nd row: Roma Clemente,Roberto San Juan, Oscar Recto, Milagros Suva, Lilac Umali, Elizabeth Stuart, Melinda Caparas, Erlinda Ramos, Lourdes Balderrama, Bilma Bala, Roberto Roa, Romeo Fojas3rd row: Romeo Miclat, Paul Montalban, Virgilio Vergara, Jose Acevedo, Jose Fargas, Amado Santos, Philip Kastner,Jesus Ching, Melchor Capili, Pascual Veron Cruz, Eduardo Maglaque and Rodnel Javieraption |
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Picture taken Jan 26, 2011 at RC's place Panay Ave, during the 50th anniversary of UP Prep class 61. Nilda passed away April 26, 2011. Nilda's breast cancer, from which she had about a six-year remission, has returned and has metastasized to her stomach.
Perhaps you sent or spoke kind words
Perhaps you were not there at all
Just thought of us that day.
Whatever you did to console the heart
We thank you so much, whatever the part……Nilda
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Billets were in a gymnasium with rows of cots and mosquito nets. I do not know where the girls were, but the energy was ever flowing from the boys…as shoes were flying everywhere in the dark, landing safely at the mosquito nets. Above Pictures of the boys in a later field trip (1960) to Bagiuo and Pampanga High School
The University of the Philippines made this field trips available to the student body under the supervision of Mr. Rubio. I remember our trips to Bagiuo and Bicol by train. The later, I was not able to avail. students start the term with a trip to various High Schools, either to a resort, an American base, or towns in Luzon. School life is also enriched by additional field trips to such places important to the nation’s infrastructure, like dams, markets, military base and institutions like PMA.
I will cherise the memories of Melchor as a classmate, a neighbor, about 9 houses away in Vallejo and also a fellow border town mate in Rizal, he from Pililla and me from Tanay. It is sad to see him go at a fairly young age. I remember how we shared the same ride in our J.S. Senior Prom. We did not have any dates then, so my father fetched us on our way home. Although, we did not attend the same University, we pursued Engineering. In our careers as registered professional engineers, he worked with the City of San Francisco, as an inspector and me as an inspector with the State of California.
I marvel at the almost parallel lives, But most of all, I will miss the jokes and laughter of a dear friend. ..ASC
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Early 1960:I remember the old beautiful architectural lines of the Manila Hotel, not the new monstrous addition as it is now. it reinforces the fact that much of the loss of the quality of life in the metropolis owes to crass commercialism, slapdash development, and the regulated chaos that makes up for urban planning in the otherwise overly regulated and bureaucratized regime in the Philippines. I reflect the times in High School when we trek on to this site from Padre Faura, Rizal Hall to the US Embassy Canteen to buy our ice cream cone for 10 centavos. Pleasant memories too of my first exposure to teen age westerners on one to one basis in this Hotel at pool side parties. These songs jogs the memory lane.
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Auf Wiedersehen,Until we meet again! That is the meaning Of the familiar words, that men repeat At parting in the street. Ah yes, till then! but when death intervening Rends us asunder, with what ceaseless pain We wait for the Again! The friends who leave us do not feel the sorrow Of parting, as we feel it, who must stay Lamenting day by day, And knowing, when we wake upon the morrow, We shall not find in its accustomed place The one beloved face....HWL.....A Toast to Class61...
| Dewey Blvd: The jetty potruding to Manila Bay is the future Cultural Center, on the other side of Dewey is the Manila Naval Station (MNS) where we lived from 1965 to 1966. the headquarters of the Philippine Navy was relegated to a small block of land south of the Manila Yacht Club. The original plan was to reclaim the site of the cultural center(CC) to replace the location of the MNS by the Central Bank. Imelda Marcos, saw this valuable real state and confiscated the plan for her project the now CC. The yacht club remained, the Navy base (MNS) was transferred to Fort Bonifacio. |
Pasay City, Aristocrat (Barbecue Plaza) Plaza, Dewey Blvd: So called, as barbecue stands abound from twilight to dawn. Scenes of fights between warring gangs during the evening and where ladies of the night sell their wares.
Not to be outdone, my father indirectly thru his books, and literature, who most probably wanted me to follow his footsteps instilled in my mind, this speech from a well known soldier.
"Duty, Honor, Country: Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be. They are your rallying points: to build courage when courage seems to fail; to regain faith when there seems to be little cause for faith; to create hope when hope becomes forlorn. Unhappily, I possess neither that eloquence of diction, that poetry of imagination, nor that brilliance of metaphor to tell you all that they mean.
The unbelievers will say they are but words, but a slogan, but a flamboyant phrase. Every pedant, every demagogue, every cynic, every hypocrite, every troublemaker, and I am sorry to say, some others of an entirely different character, will try to downgrade them even to the extent of mockery and ridicule. But these are some of the things they do. They build your basic character. They mold you for your future roles as the custodians of the nation's defense.
They make you strong enough to know when you are weak, and brave enough to face yourself when you are afraid. They teach you to be proud and unbending in honest failure, but humble and gentle in success; not to substitute words for actions, not to seek the path of comfort, but to face the stress and spur of difficulty and challenge; to learn to stand up in the storm but to have compassion on those who fall; to master yourself before you seek to master others; to have a heart that is clean, a goal that is high; to learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; to reach into the future yet never neglect the past; to be serious yet never to take yourself too seriously; to be modest so that you will remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength.
They give you a temper of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions, a freshness of the deep springs of life, a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of an appetite for adventure over love of ease. They create in your heart the sense of wonder, the unfailing hope of what next, and the joy and inspiration of life. They teach you in this way to be an officer and a gentleman."… Gen. Douglas McArthur
Our Field trips to Bagiuo: The University of the Philippines made this field trips available to the student body under the supervision of Mr. Rubio. I remember our trips to Bagiuo and Bicol by train. The later, I was not able to avail. students start the term with a trip to various High Schools, either to a resort, an American base, or towns in Luzon. School life is also enriched by additional field trips to such places important to the nation’s infrastructure, like dams, markets, military base and institutions like PMA. BURNHAM PARK Bagiuo below photos
Burnham Park, where we rented roller skates, and then, shared one of these tricycles with an upper class junior. I held both her hands, no names please, a boyish romantic encounter. Surely an unforgettable Chance Encounter for a boy of 13, as she shifted towards me. We cuddled and continued to ride in the cool afternoon fog.
1st row: Manuel Edralin,Wilfredo de Leon,Cynthia Cuevas,Eldora Bella,Nilda Fulgencio, Araceli Cruz (?),Lourdes Gacad,Rosalita Vizconde,Melanie Villanueva,Lilia Laqui,Frine Bautista, Rosalinda Roa Edgardo Cruz
2nd row: Roma Clemente,Roberto San Juan, Oscar Recto, Milagros Suva, Lilac Umali, Elizabeth Stuart, Melind Caparas, Erlinda Ramos, Lourdes Balderrama,Bilma Bala,Roberto Roa,Romeo Fojas
3rd row:Romeo Miclat,Paul Montalban,Virgilio Vergara,Jose Acevedo,Jose Fargas,Amado Santos,Philip Kastner,Jesus Ching, Melchor Capili, Pascual Veron Cruz, Eduardo Maglaque and Rodnel Javier
1960: I became aware of my heritage in my junior year at UP Prep and began preparation for my appointment as a cadet of the PMA at Fort Del Pilar. This was a period in my teen years that I remember fondly, memories in my High School, of the hectic days, dashing thru the corridors catching my schedule of classes at Rizal Hall. I recall my bag loaded with books, eager, wide eyed, and quick to learn the tenets of math, the arts and sciences. I remember past friends and stormy situations that most teenagers weathered through. As in life surviving the unspoken pecking order among bigger classmates and the so called in crowd was the rule. That lone wolf streak that kept me apart, which peers seemed to see as a weakness was a measure of heritage that set me off from the current teenage precepts of the day. Later, when of age and after further studies, having ever spurred curiosity, whetted my appetite for a life of adventure, of soldiering and foreign lands.
IN THIS PHOTO ALONE ALMOST ONE THIRD (TEN) DEPARTED TO ANOTHER DIMENSION BEGINNING WITH MISS GALANG, NICK PELAEZ, JOSE QUIAMBAO..MELCHOR CAPILI..MAMERTO MADELA...NESTOR RIVADELO...EVANGELINE GABRIEL...
MANUEL EDRALIN....CARLOS GARCIA...ERNESTO VILLAREAL
Hello Cap and Helen, Alex and Marissa,
Maraming salamat! Kahit aanim lang tayo, (Si Augie and Violet missing-in-action and much missed) masaya at busog na busog kami sa
ating salu-salo. Pati ang mga anak namin, sina Karmina at Noel, walang katapusang rave sa ginisang munggo ni Helen at yung broiled
catfish niya (to die for talaga ang sarap!!!).
Thanks Alex for the many tips o various matters and MARISSA! for the beautiful music. Ang galing-galing mo palang mag-piano. And Helen, your shopping tips are invaluable. I will really take you up on your offer na sa next
tagpuan natin, e, sa city na tayo magkita. PERO, kailangan pagdating ninyo sa Pilipinas, (sa Marso, alam ko,nandito kayo) bigyan naman ninyo kami ng isang araw para kami naman ang mag-host ng mini sa inyo.
Pasusundo namin kayo sa Morong. Ayan, wala na kayong excuse. Let us know when you are back in the Pilipinas Islands so we can schedule it.
Again, our thanks to all of you. Helen, mamaya ko na ipadadala ko yung galing kay Karmina. Mag lalast day labas muna kami nila RC, Noel
and Karmina. Of course, kaladkad namin ang mga bata.
Dudi and RC
After a terrific night in Vallejo, Dudi and I just got up after lazing
away in bed practically the whole morning
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Marcelo H. del Pilar y Gatmaitán
View of the Bagiuo Cathedral from my hotel room located adjacent to Pines Hotel.
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